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Taken. (Jeff the Killer X Reader)	By : RoverRose Category: A through F > CreepyPasta (written origin) > Jeff the Killer Views: 4643 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Before you knew it you were roughly pulled back by your shoulders, falling backwards onto the bed with great force. You immediately tried to sit up, but a body on top of yours made moving impossible.
Realization dawned up on you; he was going to take the only thing left of your dignity.
Your virginity.
You tried to struggle against his metal like grip, kicking your legs and flailing your arms around, hoping to escape this ill fate. It was of no use. You could feel his leathery hands roam over your body, under your sleep shirt and over your naked legs.
"Jeff... P-please." You begged, praying to whatever god was up there that he would how mercy, that he somehow would listen to you. Of course he wouldn't. He was a killer, an insane, deranged and above all dangerous psychopath who would stop at nothing to get what he wants.
"Be quiet." He only huffed, digging his head into your neck as his hands continued to crawl over your skin. You could feel his teeth digging slowly into the skin of your neck and this only caused you to struggle even more. You didn't want this!
He abruptly pulled back, glaring down at you with anger, impatience and lust as something glistening in his hand caught your eye.
His knife.
Your eyes widened when the knife came closer to your face, nearly sliding along your chin as Jeff spoke:
"If you struggle again one more time I'll swear I'll cut your gutter out and use the blood as lube, understand?" Your mouth opened out of shock. You tried to speak, nod or even do anything to show him that you understood. But you were paralyzed, you were afraid.
"Understand?" He growled again, the knife slowly digging into your delicate skin as he pushed even harder. A very soft, barely audible 'yes' escaped your throat. You still stared at Jeff, hoping that this was enough for him to cool down.
"Good doll." He murmured before he moved the knife slowly over your chin, over your neck and towards your chest. With one swift and harsh tug, the knife hooked behind the neck of your shirt, making it tear apart until just below your breast.
His two hands immediately gripped both sides of the fabric, ripping it apart in a whim with no effort at all. He didn't even bother to remove the shirt from behind you; he only stared hungrily at your partially exposed bosom still safely secured by your bra.
His knife again found its way towards your chest, gliding over the skin until it came to the straps of your bra. You wanted to struggle, you wanted to kick and scream... But you were too afraid. You were almost a 100% positive that he would fulfill his threat to you, there was no doubt about that.
You felt the salty tears staining in the corners of your eye, but you didn't want to cry. You didn't want to look weak even though he was taking the last thing which made you feel human away from you. The thing you had cherished the most and saving for a guy who would really love you.
You tried to swallow the lump forming in your throat, staring at Jeff with sadness and desperation, nearly pleading him to stop. He didn't even give you a glance; he only cut the straps of your bra. His hand reached under your back, in order to find the one clip which separated him from a beautiful sight.
"D-don't... Please."
He clicked with his tongue once he had found it, giving a soft, dark chuckle before he threw the fabric over his shoulder and into the dark room. He completely ignored your pleads. You had clenched your eyes shut, not wanting to see his expression. His sick expression once he saw your naked upper body.
You felt him shifting on top of you, before your eyes quickly shot open. You felt his breath roaming over your neck and touching your earlobe.
"Those look very tasty, dollface. Don't they?" One of his hands gripped your breast roughly, squeezing it painfully until a yelp escaped your mouth.
"Now, I like that sound even better." He chuckled darkly before sitting up, removing his shirt to show you his toned upper body. If this was a normal situation, one where you wouldn't be brutally raped and abused, you maybe could even say that he looked good.
But this wasn't a normal situation. He was undressing himself, before he would remove your last line of protection. Thinking about it made the tears well up in your eyes again. You decided to stare at the ceiling, praying that you could somehow escape your own body for a mere moment.
He got off of you, standing right next to you in order for him to undress himself fully. He was quick with that, glancing over to you to see whether you didn't even try to escape. He knew you wouldn't do that.
Then something glimmering caught your eye. The knife was lying next to you on the bed, waiting for you to grab it and struck it right into the windpipe of this psychopath. Your eyes shifted from the knife towards Jeff, who was busy removing his pants.
Your hand reached out for it, nearly touching the handle before suddenly another hand wrapped itself around yours. It squeezed shut with such force, that you could hear your bones protesting. You cried out loudly, staring at Jeff who looked like as if he could kill you right on this spot.
"What in the fucking world do think you're doing?" He already pried to the knife out of your hands, throwing it somewhere in the room before turning towards you in his full glory.
Oh my god.
In a blink of an eye, he was on top of you. His left hand gripping your chin and cheeks tightly to make you look into his lidless orbs.
"You honestly think you are a match for me? Dollface, you're so stupid." He grinned, slowly moving towards your face until your lips were only an inch apart. You completely froze in place, afraid of him being so close to you.
"I'd like to see you struggle after I'm done with you." His lips smashed onto yours roughly, while his hands had found their way towards your panties. You had opened your mouth out of shock, giving him the opportunity to stick his tongue inside and explore the moist cavern.
His rough hands slid over the skin on your legs and butt, before he hooked his fingers behind the fabric of your panties. The sound of fabric being ripped apart filled your ears and the cold breeze on your lower region made you realized that this was it.
You had placed your hands unto Jeff's chest, in order to create some distance between the two of you. It didn't work and he didn't even notice. He pulled back, a small line of saliva barely noticeable in between your mouths before his head moved to your neck.
He moved his body, so that his knee could spread your legs before you felt the tip of his member impatiently rubbing against your core. You heard him murmur something, the with lust filled breaths roaming over your neck.
"Jeff please!" You cried out, you knew begging wouldn't do you any good, but you couldn't help yourself.
"Oh, you'll enjoy this, sweetcheeks." He spoke, and with one, rough trust he had dug his member as deep inside of you as your virgin body would allow. You screamed at the sudden pain spreading through your whole body, making it feel as if the flesh inside of you was ripped apart cell by cell.
He grunted loudly, feeling the tight, warm and smooth muscles around his member was pure bliss. He didn't hesitate for a second to pull out, slamming himself even deeper inside of you this time. You again screamed loudly, the tears now rolling off of your cheeks like waterfalls.
"J-Jeff... It hurts... So bad." You sobbed in between your screams, but he only continued his steady and rough pace. You felt sticky liquid staining your thighs and you didn't need to think twice of what it was because a metal like scent filled your nostrils.
"Soon, darling." He murmured in your neck, his lips glued to the flesh as he continued to satisfy his own needs. Each time he trusted back into you, it felt as if a bomb exploded, as if your intestines were pulled at. The pain was unbearable.
After a while you couldn't scream anymore. Your throat felt hoarse and even the tears had stopped rolling off of your cheeks. The only thing you felt now was pain and total emptiness. You felt your body rocking with his thrusts, you heard him moaning things but you couldn't feel anything but pain.
The red blood splatters on the ceiling were dancing before your eyes, since it was the only thing you could focus on. You felt Jeff's pace getting faster, his trust getting sloppier and his moans and grunts getting louder.
It was then he grunted loudly, collapsing on top of you while he had reached his climax. You could almost feel him filling you up with his semen before his pants were the only sounds left in the room. You could feel his grin widening, him being happy that he took something so important away from you.
"That wasn't so bad now, was it?"
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